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DEC. 22: BRIGHTON, UTAH

My week’s half over and I just got to the second stop! Brighton is home

to a lot of top snowboard photographers and filmmakers. Most every

riding video I see is sure to have Brighton featured in a segment. And

why? How about 850 rideable acres, almost 1,800 feet of vertical drop,

and more than 500 inches of virgin white every winter!

DEC. 23

My encore appearance on the “greatest snow on earth” does not

disappoint. The only drag was a bunch of super-flashes trying to impress

the bunnies on the terrain park. A word of advice: Keep it real. As the

day winds down, I end up sessioning with Jeremy Jones. That guy has

mad kink rail skills! Then he tells me how he’s all hopped up about the

SlopeStyle competition in Japan. He’s says I should check it out. I

tell him I will, but now I’m off to New England.

DEC. 24: STRATTON, VERMONT

It’s a long flight to Vermont, but Stratton Mountain is a

snowboarding Mecca. From the start, these cats have been

“rider-friendly.” Today, Stratton is the venerated home of

the U.S. Open Snowboard Championships. Maybe I’ll get

there someday, but for now I’m content to jib the water

pipes and bro down with Mikey LeBlanc as we stomp

all the tight S-rails. I’m hyped, but also bummed—

tomorrow’s my last day.

DEC. 25

This morning I got just what I wanted: a two-

foot dump and a mountain of my own. I’m

pulling huge air and pow turns, laying it out,

and feeling the tricks. My sick steez

impresses the paparazzi, and they introduce

me to Bjorn Leines. Several solid sessions

later, we’re toasting to a perfect day at

the lodge house. That’s when the

photographers start talking about some

new, secret area down in Southern Utah.

Guess where I’m headed next?

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DEC. 19: SNOW SUMMIT, CALIFORNIA

I’m starting my cross-country trek to three of the sickest snow

resorts around. The first leg is Snow Summit at Big Bear

Lake, California. The freestyle terrain parks at Snow Summit

have it all: big air, clean pipes, sick rails, and giant hips. Five

whole runs dedicated to freestyle riding.

DEC. 20

The mountains are capped with freshies, it’s bluebird with no

lift lines and I’m stoked. I start with a mellow shred and work

my way up to some truly royal descents. It’s fewer than 70

miles from the mighty Pacific, but Snow Summit peaks out at

8,200 feet above sea level, offering a vertical drop of 1,200

feet. After a few hours, my legs are paying for a lazy summer.

My last time down, I ended up rippin’ a sweet, stealthy tree

run between “Westerner” and “Summit”—well worth

looking for.

DEC. 21

I’m sore but pumped as Day Three dawns with a foot of fresh.

I’m up early enough to catch Gunny still digging out the terrain.

He tells me he’s perfecting the lines for the Nixon Jib-Fest.

People climb trees just to watch that thing, and then the ski

patrol has to go around and pull ‘em down. Man, it’s crazy. I

gotta get into that Jib-Fest.

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